My Poetry

Though I started my site for my business-related information, I found encouragement from reviewing other pages and blogs for it to be much more.

So, this is another part of sharing me. Please, bear with my mind.

Come to Me

By Jay LeBorgne

My mind and heart know you
emotions set aside
My hands and body know you
from touch to deep inside
Your eyes show what you want to say
from deep thoughts to times of play
The time is at hand for us to be
together for a night, a year, a life
Together at last for once free
without fear or strife
Come to me, come to me, come for me . . .
open yourself, welcome me
come to me, come to me, comfort me . . .
open your arms, welcome me

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I spent a life time in the U.S. Navy and was often gone from home weeks and months at a time. Those times I was home, I spent as much quality time as possible with my daughter, Ashleigh. At bed time, I read her stories and of course, had to do the voices of the characters in the books. When I didn’t know some of the characters, she would often, if available, sit me down in front of the television and pop a tape in the VCR. “Okay, Daddy, watch so you know what they sound like.” That in itself was a life time ago. I can’t wait to spend time with the grandkids and read to them.

Bedtime for Daughter

By Jay LeBorgne

It’s time for bed
you heard what I said
Aw, come on, Dad . . . paleeezzz . . .
she whined bouncing up from her knees
Just a few more minutes, won’t ya help me look?
Help me find Teddy and my big Sleep book
Eyes start to droop as the story is read
time for lights out, my little sleepy head
Now the mischief-maker seems so meek
good night sweetheart–a kiss on the cheek
Too quiet, too calm, but the eyes still beam
night, night, Daddy . . . have a sweet dream
As the door closes, a giggle is heard
good night you – remember, not a peep, not a word

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I wrote this first poem several years ago shortly after my grandmother, Helen was diagnosed with dementia. Though she passed a couple of years later, I did my best to stay in contact with her until it was no longer possible. She was a wonderfully nice person; and when I could visit, she would make me kielbasa and sauerkraut on rye with brown mustard sandwiches. We would sit at the kitchen table or in her back yard and she would tell me stories about people I did not know. However, I learned a great deal about the 1940s and bowling. This many years later, I still miss our talks.

One Foot in Front of the Other

By Jay LeBorgne

Hello, yes, I remember you; I know its been a long time
I’m really okay, I can still put one foot in front of the other
I was born in 1912
If you tell me what year it is, I can tell you how old I am
Where do you live again? Oh, that’s far
If its not too much trouble, could you come to see me
before the Good Lord calls me Home?
I don’t take walks anymore because I get confused
and forget where I live
Did I tell you that I’m 93, now? I was born in 1912, you know…
I don’t leave the house very much because
I don’t want to bother anyone
I just roam from room to room
I can still put one foot in front of the other
I play solitaire at the kitchen table
I sure am glad you called
Thank you for thinking of me–can you visit soon?
I forget a lot of things but I always remember you because I love you
Talk to you soon, good bye
…I love you too, Grandma

Teen cancer survivor/ Advocate/Researcher in the Psychology of cancer in childhood for KidsCan/PhD Researcher/ Childhood, teenage and young adult cancer campaigner/CYP@Salford member/Manchester Cancer and MacMillan Volunteer/ Late Effects from cancer and Chemotherapy/ Dog lover and animal lover/ Commited girlfriend/ Photographer/ Lover of the night sky and all things beautiful

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